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nThey had yet to eat breakfast since they left the residence. She wanted to explore the capital and taste the food outside.

n“Alright, please wait a moment.”

nThe boss replied enthusiastically and brought the hot, steamed buns to her. Then, he went to scoop soy milk.

nWhen the boss returned with the soy milk, An Jiuyue had already taken a few bites of a bun. He smiled even more happily.

n“Young lady, you’re up so early.”

nAn Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and asked, “Is it early?”

nIt did not look early. Qian Jiyun had already gone to attend the morning court assembly. Parents had also sent their children to various schools, and the children were crying.

n“It’s still quite early. But it can’t be helped. I won’t be able to have breakfast if I wake up late,” she teased with a smile.

n“Hehe, that’s true,” the boss replied with a smile.

nHe was very satisfied by An Jiuyue’s words.

n“I’m not bragging, but the steamed buns and soy milk in my stall are the best in the capital. Even the food in Pinwei Restaurant is not as fragrant as my steamed buns!”

n“Keep bragging, Boss!”

n“Pinwei Restaurant is the second largest restaurant in the capital. The cheapest dish costs two taels of silver. If your steamed buns can match the dishes in Pinwei Restaurant, why don’t you go to heaven?”

n“You’re a really shameless boss. Although your steamed buns taste good, they’re not comparable to those at Pinwei Restaurant. Be careful! If they hear you, they’ll come looking for you to settle the score!”

nThe guests sitting at the nearby tables started talking.

nAlthough their words were harsh, they were joking and did not hurt his feelings. It seemed like they were regular customers.

n“I was just saying.” The boss was not angry and smiled.

nHe was only saying it casually. One had to have a goal! His goal was to make his bun stall as big as Pin Wei Restaurant.

nAlthough it was a little unrealistic, he still had a dream, right?

n“So you think my steamed buns don’t taste good?”

n“They taste good!”

n“They’re delicious!”

nEveryone at the tables around replied with smiles.

nA few customers could not help but laugh and ask the boss to serve them more buns.

nThey were soon unable to laugh any longer, shrinking back as if they had choked. The boss trembled, and his expression did not look good.

n“Why is that little devil here?”

nFollowing the boss’s gaze, An Jiuyue noticed two men in luxurious robes strolling leisurely over from a distance.

nJudging from his sloppy appearance, it was obvious that he was not a decent person. However, he was dressed well. He must be from a respectable family with some power and status.

nIt was impressive to scare so many people into silence.

n“Boss, who are those two?” she asked.

n“Shh!”

nThe boss was scared out of his wits when he heard her voice. He quickly gestured for her to keep quiet.

n“Young lady, do you want to die? How dare you ask about them? Let me tell you, the one on the right is Prince De, and the one on the left is Jian Xun, the young heir of the princess imperial. These two… Young lady, don’t be too curious. Be careful not to cause trouble with your words!”

nHe explained to An Jiuyue in a whisper.

nWhy are these two little tyrants out so early? Shouldn’t they be sleeping until late in the morning?

nBut they actually came out and even came to my little bun stall. What are they trying to do?

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